Conan couldn't stay up late tonight because he was hungry and it was easy to get hungry when he ate instant noodles. This was true. It was just a ball of dry noodles, and the rest was water. He ate hot at that time and felt full. But not long after, his stomach was like a leather bag without documents, with his chest on his back, and his two skins were tightly leaning against each other. The feeling of hunger was so panic that he was suffocating, and his body lacked nutrition and energy, and needed further supplementation. Without supplementation, he was prone to fatigue. Sleeping was the best way to temporarily divert the feeling of hunger and no longer suffer.

After washing, Conan went to bed and knew that the next day would be lively. He didn't dare to stay up late. He even took a rest during the day and couldn't sleep well. He held a banquet and sang a big show outside. The sound was loud and he couldn't stop. He couldn't be quiet. He stood up and walked, but he didn't know where to go.

The next morning, the sound of the speaker began to come from the bottom of the outside. The opera singer was already debugging the audio equipment on the stage, making some noise? After the noise, there was some light music. After the light music, there was another noise. After the noise, there was a pop song. The song did not arouse Conan's interest. He used to think it was okay, but the capacity of people was limited. He couldn't remember, nor did he want to remember these popular songs. Popular songs were like meteors, some left traces, and some flashed by, nothing was left. He only remembered that a light passed and there was no sound.

Conan felt that there was nothing special about that kind of music, but it just felt that it was fun. When I was young, I liked to chase stars, but as I got older, I gradually became cold and became more numb. No matter how popular the music you were, I would be disappointed and there was nothing special about it when I came to Conan. Music can be used as a comfort tool, and if you are good at using it, you can benefit. If you don’t understand it, it would be even worse, and it would be very uncomfortable to sprinkle salt on the wound.

The audio at the bottom of the building was very shocking. The sound was transmitted to the opposite mountain and came back, which was really deafening. In this place, there was a road across the village. On both sides of the road were the villagers' houses. People were used to noisy. Only at night, except for the iron ore trucks rumbling over, there were no large vehicles passing by the village. It was good that the car passed through the village without the road of the cinder. In fact, even the huge rocks would be crushed. There were cobblestones on the mountain, but they needed to search in the cave. Basically, the stone crusher crushed the bluestone and paved the road based on large and small stones and sand, plus asphalt. The roads to the village group were made of cement concrete. These were the best paving materials, and were made of local materials, which was very convenient. It took time and energy, as well as gas and electricity.

Since night sleeper cars have had accidents one after another, there are spontaneous combustion and rear-end collisions, the relevant units have been limiting the number and number of night sleeper cars. This is actually very sad. Many sleeper cars owners have opinions, but if they have any other opinions, how can they fight with relevant units? They can only alleviate and reduce the collection of taxes and fees, which can also be regarded as comforting the owners. The drivers have no losses. If they don’t drive night buses, they drive a day bus. There is no problem. No matter what car they drive, they will make hard work. It is not easy to spend money and have more fines, which has dampened the enthusiasm for making money. All walks of life are difficult, some say it, and some don’t say it. Those who say it are criticized, say it is negative energy, less or no, but there is very little positive energy, and if there is one, they are close-ups, for fear of not knowing it. Strictly speaking, positive and negative energy does not exist, which is just a feeling.

There were also many people talking downstairs. It seemed that the kitchen was not useful today, and breakfast was not easy to handle. I had to solve it myself and find a way to eat on the street. They didn’t serve breakfast. Except for helping, they were originally cooking, but of course there was no problem with eating. When cooking, just eat a few bites and it was just a meal. The key is that under normal circumstances, it was enough to smell the fragrance. The oil smoke was enough to be felt. Unexpectedly, those who helped the village to help the poor actually encountered a big problem of eating. This was unexpected. Conan could tolerate it, and I wonder what Yoon Hyun-in felt.

When Conan saw Yoon Hyun-in fetching water in front of the water dispenser, he asked, "How is it? Have you eaten?"

"If you didn't eat, where will we eat?" Yoon Hyun-in asked.

"It's better to go to Dingzipo. Only the food there is cheap and delicious. Why not go? No other places can do it. If you have money, don't buy or build a house in the countryside. If you buy it, it's equivalent to investing nonsense, and the house will be empty in the future. There is absolutely no one living there. It's clear that rural supporting measures cannot keep up. Even if you have haircuts, you need to go to the township. It's not that convenient. If you have money, even if you buy commercial housing in the city, simple and small commercial housing can do it. You can't build your own house. You can't build a big villa in the countryside, not even if you build a big villa." Conan said.

Conan took it for granted and felt that what he liked was something others would like, but it was not the case. Everyone has different ideas and it was impossible to be uniform. It is actually inappropriate to say that this idea is actually not suitable because Yoon Hyun-in has a house in the countryside. He built his own house, upstairs and downstairs, and the lights and telephones are still considered a well-off home. What Conan said was a common social phenomenon. The current reality was not directed at Yoon Hyun-in, nor was he criticized for building a house in the countryside. Yoon Hyun-in was very smart and knew Conan’s meaning, so he didn’t take it seriously.

"Oh, I won't go. I think it's not good to eat there. The main reason is that it's too dirty. The hotel is too close to the road. The cars are coming and going, and the dust is flying, half of it is food and half of it is dirt. It's simply unbearable. Can you bear it?" Yoon Hyun-in said.

"Yes, well——then you don't want to eat anymore. What do you want to eat?" Conan asked.

"I also have some cereals to eat. I heard that eating cereals can lower blood lipids and blood pressure, and eating them is good for the body. I don't know if the experts are right," said Yin Xianren.

"Who said that?" Conan was very curious. He knew that Yoon Hyun-in liked to study medicine, especially traditional Chinese medicine, and was more interested in traditional Chinese medicine. As he grew older, he became more and more like an old Chinese medicine doctor. Most patients like older Chinese medicine doctors and thought that the older ones were more reliable than the lesser ones, but in fact it was not the case.

"This is what Miss Liu said. She is also an expert, after all, she graduated from a graduate school," said Yin Xianren.

Conan was very surprised when he heard this. This was completely beyond his expectations. Conan thought it was the conclusion he came to read, but it turned out that he believed Miss Liu's statement, which was difficult to understand. Miss Liu is not a Chinese medicine doctor and does not understand medicine. Why should she believe what she said? Is she a graduate student? If you are not a graduate student studying medicine, there are problems. Both Chinese medicine and Chinese medicine must dare to question it. You cannot blindly believe it. If you are too superstitious or obsessed with Chinese medicine, it may not be good. If you are too obsessed with everything, you will definitely go astray. If you are right, you will definitely achieve success.

"Is it true? Do you believe Miss Liu's words?" Conan asked, shook his head, looking similar to Togo. It seems that anyone with whom he will be affected by the environment, including movements, tone of speaking, eyes, tone of speaking, and oral speech, will be very similar. As long as you get in touch, the more opportunities you will have to influence each other.

"Of course it's true. I've lost two pounds." Yoon Hyun-in said. After hearing what he said, Conan quickly looked at him seriously and could not find the changes. If there were any, he would be less thin.

"Is that so? Then do you mean you have been eating cereals for a long time? How long have you been eating?" Conan didn't know what to ask. You know, he especially likes to break the casserole and ask the end. Besides, eating cereals has gained benefits now. The advantage is to lose two pounds. This is the result. I don't know why modern people like to lose weight, and I don't know what benefits can thinness bring to people. Thin is not as thin as black people, and even black people can't run away. Different races are different, why pursue the same aesthetic standards. Some places even envy obesity. For example, in some tribes in Africa, men like fat women, unlike here. The fatter the fatter women are, the easier it is to get married, and thinner people are worried.

In fact, being thin is not necessarily a good thing. You should know that it is normal for Asian races, especially Chinese, to be slightly fat. The races are different. If you want Chinese people to become as slim as Africans, it may be a huge challenge.

It is actually wrong to pursue slimness too much, but Yoon Hyun-in and Conan don’t look too thin, which does not meet the standards of Asians or Chinese. It is really difficult to find the standards. What experts say is different, and those published in books and newspapers may not be good.

There were scattered people coming downstairs. Maybe they were people who were close to Bao Shao’s family, but they didn’t ask for help, but they still had to give gifts. They could not use labor instead of gifts. In other words, they could not replace red envelopes with help and wait for labor. This is a rule. Everything is followed, and without rules, it will not be possible.

This red envelope is actually a gift of money. This is what the Chinese people talk about. In fact, many people think so.

There are people on the stage. There are not many people, there are about three or four actors, including directors, and the director may be the boss, walking around the stage to find the feeling. They have experienced many battles, and this little scene is nothing. However, they are well prepared and don’t panic at that time, the effect is good, the reputation is good, and the business is good. The boss will settle the score. Famous and wealth opportunities come.

Then he ran down the stage (in fact, there are three steps on and off the stage), but these steps are just to make people separate in two worlds. In fact, people are different, different ranks and different hearts. There are actors on the stage, and there are audiences off the stage. The audience is the audience and actors, performing on the big stage of society. The time for the small stage is limited, and there is no banquet that will never fall. When the song ends, everyone will disperse, and everything will return to peace, just like a stone thrown into a calm lake, which will stir up layers of ripples, and finally the ripples disappear, and the lake will return to a mirror.

Bao Na was not interested in this kind of excitement. She was with her classmates in her room upstairs. Her female classmates came to her. At the beginning, she went to the mountain to look at it. The road was blocked and she ran back. There was nothing fun. There were people downstairs, and people were very eye-catching. Nowadays, there were more people, and those who knew and those who couldn't recognize each other came. Most of these people were relatives of Bao Na's parents. She was a gimmick for receiving red envelopes and gifts. Without this name, she couldn't get this banquet. She knew a little, but she didn't know much, and she still didn't understand some things. Even adults would have unaware of it. Moreover, it still took some effort to understand the big book of human hearts. If you don't understand relationships, you will live a very difficult life at the moment. If you can't manage interpersonal relationships, you will also encounter many tests.

Of course, some of these visitors are Bao Shao’s new and old friends, and most of them are card friends. In this kind of occasion, they have to support them. They also have to give gifts, otherwise they will be ridiculed by the hostess. What kind of friends they make are all friends.

At this time, Accountant Dong Xuzhu and Accountant Ling came, and Bao Shao was following them.

Bao Shao was very happy today. Today is a good day and he could make money. Of course, this kind of money is not a clever way of taking advantage of it, but a legitimate benefit. After all, it is the real money that must be used to give gifts in the past and in the future. If you give it out and then take it back, the money will still be money, but the amount will increase because money is becoming less and less valuable.

Accountant Dong Xuzhu and Accountant Ling sat at the counter. When someone came, they would give gifts, one would receive red envelopes and the other would be responsible for accounting. This person has a great face and can invite celebrities from the village to help, without losing the price at all.

The big red account book looks like a wedding invitation, and becomes a note with dense words written on it. Accountant Ling's brush calligraphy is OK. Dong Xuzhu is responsible for collecting red envelopes, opening the red envelope, taking out the money, counting, and singing how much it costs. Accountant Ling wrote a note on the red note. One, one, one; two, one pair.

When it comes to money, one more person needs to see it. One person is for personal gain, two people are for public gain, and one more person is for supervision. Besides, Bao Shao is busy and can't take care of so many people at all. There are always some omissions. It is not impossible to miss tens of thousands of people. When people are excited, problems are prone to problems.

Bao Shao took the time to run over and said, "Thank you for your hard work, you two!"

"Not working hard." Dong Xuzhu and Accountant Ling said in unison.

Bao Shao walked away with a smile, and he said, "You two are busy first, I'll go there."

"You go and do your business, we'll be here to guard it," said Dong Xuzhu.

In fact, they are cashiers now, and their jobs are very important and they don’t get a salary. But Bao Shao will treat them to dinner, and they will send cigarettes at the same time as drinking and eating. In addition, the village secretary and Bao Shao have a good relationship. They dare not be careless if they are related to each other. They will give some face, which is difficult to dismiss his face.

Being a cashier accountant is also a kind of honor, and it is not a very tiring job. Sitting at the cashier’s seat looks enviable, and dealing with money is even more comfortable. Even if the money is not yours, it feels comfortable to touch and feel at ease.
Chapter completed!